It sounded like an electric guitar, but unlike anything Jimmy had ever heard. The melody is also mysterious and elusive, neither metal nor punk, nor rhythm and blues or any other rock genre, but it is more breathtaking than any other form of rock music in existence.

Yes, the sound was the one Jimmy had heard on the live stage before he lost consciousness.

His left hand was in the air and he was playing the fingering of the neck, and his right hand was plucking the strings in the air according to the rhythm, feeling that this melody was difficult to play in a normal way of playing, the fingering of the fingers was quite strange, and the order of plucking the strings was not according to common sense.

As Jimmy ponders the melody, the cell's electronic door opens, and the prison guard robot blocks the doorway, announcing to him that he is going to be brought to prison.

Jimmy didn't know if the robot's communication system was single-channel or dual-channel, but there were too many doubts, and he decided to play with or without dates.

He asked the guard robot, "When was I locked up?" ”

The robot scanned the identification code on his chest with the camera on his head and replied coldly, "Last night." ”

Jimmy immediately threw out the next question: "What crime did I commit?" ”

Without thinking, the robot replied, "No comment, please consult your lawyer." If you do not have your own designated lawyer, the Tribunal of the Interstellar Republic Alliance will assign you at random. ”

This response is obviously prepared in advance, there is a database, and when it comes to taboo topics, it will be automatically played by the guard robot.

Jimmy stopped talking, he looked at the structure of the cell and the location of the access control, and obediently followed the guard robot to the mobile shuttle pod at the door.

With two "bangs", the doors of the cell and the shuttle cabin closed. The shuttle pod began to move at high speed.

Jimmy isn't stupid, his specialty is timekeeping.

Years of jam (band rehearsals) have given him a subtle grasp of the rhythm and timing of the music. It can't be helped, the strict adherence to recording in the studio and performing in the live is the credibility of the artist.

Look, you don't know how crazy the performance of each rock musician is on stage and how inappropriate life is offstage, but I am afraid that all masters are meticulous in their rigor of music.

Jimmy began to beat the beat with his fingers and mentally played his band's famous song, "Nirvana of the Main Star".

Just as the lead singer began to sing the first line, the shuttle cabin stopped.

51 seconds.

Jimmy pinched his watch in his heart.

The hatch opened, and he had no choice but to get out of it.

Outside the door was another door, and as soon as I stepped inside, it closed with a "bang".

Inside was a metal table welded to the floor, and a metal chair welded to the floor, seemingly waiting for him to sit down.

Farther in, it was dark, there was no light, as if someone was sitting, but only the figure of the clothed man was seen, and his chest was buried in the darkness.

"You may be seated." The man in the darkness spoke.

Jimmy did as instructed on the metal chair.

"Do you have anything to say about this terrorist attack?" The man said this suddenly.

"Terrorist attack?" Jimmy really didn't know that these four words could be related to himself, and he couldn't help but repeat them softly.

"Don't play stupid!" The man in the dark reprimanded. "The sound you make is your weapon of murder!"

Jimmy recalls that before he lost consciousness, he seemed to have seen some of the fans with painful expressions, and several of them had fallen to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I really don't know what you're talking about." Jimmy replied truthfully.

"Looks like you're going to keep silent. If you're a smart rocker, I can tell you responsibly that this is an extremely unwise choice. "The man in the dark is still unyielding.

"Wait, maybe we're victims too." Jimmy recalls the strange skull-glowing device that was plugged into the audio power amplifier at the time of the incident.

"I found out at the time...... "Jimmy wanted to tell the mysterious man across from him about this big suspicion.

"At that time, you found that the audience was more enthusiastic about you than you expected, so you dared to carry out the terrorist attack, right?" The mysterious man preemptively interrupted him.

"I'm not ......," Jimmy wanted to be whiter.

"You weren't so resolute at the beginning, but you were just under control, and if you don't do this, you're afraid your interests will be damaged or your safety will be threatened, right?" The mystery man interrupted him rudely like a machine gun.

Jimmy noticed that the mysterious man seemed to be deliberately trying not to let him tell him about his astonishing discovery, and he looked around and felt that the torture chamber-like space was either being watched or had a recording device.

Jimmy cleverly cooperated with him and stopped trying to bring up his testimony.

He simply defended: "Please believe that I am telling the truth, that we are innocent." ”

The mysterious man sneered and said, "No bad guy says he's a bad guy, and no bad guy says he's innocent." ”

Jimmy stopped talking, he had a hunch that the person in front of him would not be a threat or harm to him.

"You can go. We're going to hand you over to this nearby transit station, and someone will take you to a place where you'll tell the truth. The mysterious man in the dark finally let him put an end to this awkward inquiry.

Jimmy stood up suspiciously, and for a split second, he saw the hand of the man opposite him on his abdomen. The little finger of that hand wore a metal ring, as if the ring also had a figure of a skull on it.

And the skull on the strange device he saw on the stage on the day of the performance accident is a modeling!

Jimmy's heart felt like he was falling into a fog, and he wanted to rush to the front to see who the other party was, but it was clear that before the truth was revealed, it was the king to ensure that he could survive.

Jimmy stepped back and walked to the door, which opened.

The mysterious man in the dark never showed up, and he used the phrase "reflect on it" as a parting message.

The door closed again.

Although Jimmy was puzzled, he did not forget to continue to "time" in his heart.

I didn't expect that I just participated in a live performance, but it seemed that I was involved in some inexplicable incident. The bigger problem is that he doesn't know what he's going to do next, and he thinks about the people and things he's been in contact with recently, and it doesn't seem to be anything special.

When the music in my heart "played" for 2 minutes and 18 seconds, the shuttle cabin stopped again.

This time it was opened in a laboratory-like place, with a metal cover like a sunbathing oxygen chamber next to the huge instrument, and the guard robot motioned for him to lie down.

Jimmy watched all this warily, not knowing what fate he was going to face.

He thought to himself that the time he had been sitting in the shuttle pod was not the same, and this place was already quite far away from his original cell. I'm afraid I won't be able to go back to the room where I woke up when I entered this thing, and it's hard to say whether it's good or bad.

The guard robot motioned for him to hurry.

He asked softly, "This isn't the execution chamber, is it?" ”

The guard robot replied, "No. This is the compression room. Please move fast. Thank you for your cooperation. ”

"Compression room?" Jimmy couldn't figure out why he was brought here.

"Whatever." He calmly slipped into the metal cover and thought, "What big scene haven't I seen in my 'diamond' Jimmy Demberg?" I think there were crazy music fans who set the stage on fire, and even once the audience threw a neutron grenade on the stage, and Jimmy improvised a push trill, that scene made him unforgettable for the rest of his life, enough to be written into the textbook of the rock scene! ”

Although he had a slight concussion that time, he lay down and thought, "Maybe I can do a full examination of my brain this time." Jimmy comforted himself inwardly.

At the same time, the hood was closed. Jimmy's eyes were dark. He then appeared to lose consciousness again.

……

When Jimmy woke up again, he found himself lying on a soft patch of grass.

The harsh sunlight shone into his eyes, and there seemed to be two people standing behind the bright light. The light is too strong, and I can't see my face clearly for a while.

One of them said: "Uncle Lehe, you are awake!" ”